And now Abraxas was the god, who was at the same time god and devil.
For a long time I zealously sought to follow up the trail of ideas farther, without success.
In addition, I rummaged through a whole library to find out more about Abraxas, but in vain.
However, it was not my nature to concentrate my energies on a methodical search after knowledge,
a search which would reveal truths of a dead, useless, documentary kind.
The figure of Beatrice, which had for a certain time occupied so much of my attention,
vanished by degrees from my mind, or rather receded slowly, drawing nearer and nearer to the horizon,
becoming paler, more like a shadow, as it retreated. She satisfied my soul no longer.
A new spiritual development now began to take place in the dreamy existence I led, this existence in which I was strangely wrapped up in myself.
The longing for a full life glowed in me, or rather the longing for love.
The sex instinct, which for a time had been merged into my worship of Beatrice, required new pictures and aims.
Fulfillment was denied me, and it was more impossible than ever for me to delude myself
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